Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The black SUV was parked amidst broken bricks and dust, and the door clicked open.

Xu Yuanjia slowly got out of the driver's seat.

The toilet was still filled with grayish-white dust from the shattered walls, and cracked tiles and cement dust swirled in the air, accompanied by screams of terror.

He stood in the swirling dust, his back ramrod straight, his brows and eyes as thin as knives. There was no outward anger, nor any trace of irritability or loss of control; instead, he was calm to the point of being indifferent.

Yet it sends chills down one's spine.

He walked step by step toward the greasy man.

The soles of the shoes rolled over the broken porcelain, producing a subtle yet grating scraping sound.

The man slumped to the ground, his belt still loose, his face deathly pale. Terrified, he scrambled backward, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

Xu Yuanjia stopped in front of him, lowered his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Which hand touched it?"

The man trembled violently, his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Xu Yuanjia, too lazy to wait for an answer, lowered his eyelashes slightly and slowly made the decision for him: "Left hand?"

The man's eyes flickered.

He tilted his head slightly, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his lips. "Oh."

"It's the left hand."

The next instant, he stepped down.

"Click—"

The sound of bones breaking was both crisp and dull, like a hard branch being crushed.

The man froze for a moment, then his face contorted in agony, and a scream burst from his throat, nearly lifting the toilet roof off: "Ah!!!"

Xu Yuanjia, however, seemed not to have heard at all.

His shoe pressed firmly against the wrist, slowly grinding it back and forth a few times. The man's eyes were bloodshot with pain, and he desperately tried to pull at his trouser leg with his other hand, his pleas for mercy broken and intermittent, tinged with sobs and blood: "I was wrong... I was wrong! Please—"

Xu Yuanjia didn't even lift his eyelids; his silence was more chilling than his rage.

He was clearly stepping on human bones, yet it was as if he had merely crushed away a bit of unsightly dust.

No one dared to move in the toilet anymore.

The group of girls who had been so arrogant just moments before were now standing there, pale-faced and timid.

Shi Luyu stared at him blankly, forgetting to straighten her disheveled clothes, feeling only a sharp pain in her chest.

Brother Jiajia, his eyes...

Xu Yuanjia finally lifted his foot, letting the man curl up on the ground, clutching his broken wrist. He turned around, his gaze slowly falling on Shi Luyu.

"I don't like other people touching my things."

He spoke these words in a calm and unhurried tone, as if stating a self-evident rule.

A girl next to her was so frightened that she stood frozen in place, her hand still in the position of tearing Shi Luyu's clothes, forgetting to pull it back.

Xu Yuanjia lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at her:

"You can't touch women either."

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly lifted his foot.

The movements were swift and ruthless, with a decisiveness that left no room for compromise.

The girl didn't even have time to let out a complete scream before she was kicked and sent flying, crashing hard into a row of dirty toilet pits next to her.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, water and mud splashed everywhere.

The girl screamed in agony, her body filthy. She struggled to get up, but her leg bone was shattered, and she wailed for a long time, unable to get up.

The entire toilet fell into complete silence.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

The color drained completely from Chen Yutang's face. Strangely, Xu Yuanjia hadn't looked at her once from beginning to end, yet she felt an incredibly chilling cold, as if an icicle was gripping her from the back of her neck down to her spine.

Ignoring her meant that she didn't even deserve to be looked at by him.

Xu Yuanjia had already walked up to Shi Luyu.

The girl instinctively tried to shrink back, but in the blink of an eye, he bent down and picked her up in his arms.

The action was completely unexpected and left no room for refusal.

Shi Luyu took a soft breath, her fingers instinctively grabbing the fabric of his shoulder. Before she could even process what was happening, she had already been steadily carried out of the messy women's restroom.

It's windy outside, and the sky is overcast; it looks like it could collapse at any moment.

Xu Yuanjia carried her to the passenger seat, bent down and placed her inside the car. His movements weren't particularly gentle, but they were steady. Then, he bent down to pull her seatbelt and fastened it with a "click," without saying a word the entire time.

The car door closed.

A second later, the black SUV shot off like a bolt from the blue.

……

Shi Luyu didn't react at first.

By the time she came to her senses, the hands on the dashboard had already shot upwards, and the lights and road signs outside the window were all blurred into a blurry streak of light by the car's speed.

The entire vehicle resembled a blade hurtling along the ground, fierce and unparalleled.

Xu Yuanjia gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his profile tense, his expression sinister.

Extremely fast speed, carrying a certain restlessness and ferocity that could not be suppressed.

The car swerved through two bends in quick succession, the tires screeching as they rubbed against the pavement. Shi Luyu was thrown forward, her petite body pressed against the seat, her fingers gripping the seatbelt tightly, her face pale.

"Brother Jiajia..." her voice trembled, "What are you doing?"

Xu Yuanjia ignored her.

Instead, he pressed the accelerator even harder.

The highway stretched out ahead in the dim light before the rain, the shadows of the roadside trees darted by, and the sound of the wind and the roar of the engine rushed into the car, making it hard to breathe.

Shi Luyu was really frightened.

She had never ridden in such a crazy car before, let alone seen Xu Yuanjia like this.

Another sudden turn of events.

Her heart felt like it had been violently thrown out of her chest, and she finally couldn't hold back her tears, her voice trembling with sobs: "Brother Jiajia...please, stop...I'm scared..."

Xu Yuanjia then turned his head and glanced at her.

A silence that was almost agonizing.

A few seconds later, he finally slowly released the accelerator.

The car slowed down and finally stopped on a deserted roadside.

On both sides were wild trees growing haphazardly and waist-high weeds, with only blurry, undulating mountain shadows in the distance, and the sky was frighteningly gloomy.

Shi Luyu's breathing was still erratic, her eyes were red from being forced out of her eyes, and she was in a daze.

It took her a while to calm down before she turned to look at him, her head trembling slightly.

"Brother Jiajia... what's wrong? Are you angry?"

Xu Yuanjia sat in the driver's seat and did not answer immediately.

Half of the man's face was hidden in the dim light of the day, his features deep and defined.

A bolt of lightning suddenly tore through the sky, its pale white flash illuminating his profile and the shadows in his eyes.

He turned his head, raised his hand, and gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of her eye with his thumb.

The movements were surprisingly gentle.

But the words he said sent chills down one's spine:

"Yes."

He looked at her, his voice low and slow, repeating what he had just said: "I don't like other people touching my things."

The fingertip still lingered on the side of her face, carrying an undeniable warmth:

"so,"

"You're not allowed to let anyone touch you from now on."

The moment the last word was uttered, thunder roared across the sky.

"boom--"

The loud noise made the car windows tremble slightly.

Shi Luyu shrank back slightly, her subconscious thought being that she was not an object.

But when she looked up and saw Xu Yuanjia's profile, which looked particularly gloomy in the electric light, her throat felt like it was blocked by something, and she swallowed back all the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

In an instant, a torrential downpour began.

Large raindrops pounded against the windshield, instantly forming a chaotic curtain of water. The wipers swished frantically twice, but still couldn't clear the vast expanse of gray-white water.

The light inside the car became even dimmer.

Startled by the sudden downpour, Shi Luyu, still in a daze, hastily changed the subject, whispering, "Brother, it's raining."

She looked around; the unfamiliar, desolate road and wildly growing trees made her feel empty inside: "Where am I?"

"Where should we go now...?"

Xu Yuanjia suppressed the surging, damp, and restless feeling. When he spoke again, his tone had returned to its usual casual and nonchalant manner:

"Come to my house."